The roles I've played are all hidden bosses

The venue of the poetry meeting was a house in the east of Yue'an City.

The house is elegantly decorated, and the word "Zhuzhai" is engraved on the door plaque.

In the eyes of scholars, certain plants usually have special meanings, especially plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, so in Yue'an City, there happened to be four special houses of Meizhai, Lanzhai, Zhuzhai, and Juzhai.

The owner of these houses happened to be Bai Yujing, the head of scholars in Yue'an City.

He released these four properties for the gathering of scholars in Yue'an City. At the same time, he also secretly recruited talents for the prince and developed a relationship network.

Almost no one knows about this matter, only the prince's cronies know.

But Yunnan Qing knew it.

No one told him that he figured it out bit by bit by himself.

But even knowing this, he still found a way to come in. After the son Wang Sun of Yue'an City left, he managed to find the opportunity to participate in this poetry meeting.

Drinking clear tea and listening to the mediocre people around me exchange their lackluster poems, Yunnan Qing felt rather boring.

But when one of them suddenly clicked on him.

"Brother Nanqing, it's your turn."

In the garden of this house, there is a small canal with a plate of wine in it. If it stops in front of someone, it is time for that person to write poetry.

This is a small curved water cup.

It happened that the wine glass fell in front of Yunnan Qing.

He smiled very lightly, looked very harmless and humble, reached out to take out the wine glass, drank it down, and said: "Then let's make a song called Chunjiang."

He thought for a while, and casually said a poem of Qijue.

That poem is so-so, and it can only be regarded as mediocre among all people today.

But everyone was really saving face and flattered him a few words.

Yunnan Qing smiled, her face was slightly red, she seemed very embarrassed: "The writing is so-so, but it is still one of the best poems of all of you."

But when he sat back, he started thinking about something again.

To be honest, this kind of activity is quite boring, he has no interest at all, and he even has to promise others that if he can make good poems, he can't do it too prominently.

To comply with the rules.

Yunnan Qing is actually not a person who conforms to the rules, but he is a smart person after all, a smart person who knows his own abilities, he can't change Dayong now, so he can only cater to him, and when he slowly reaches a high position, there is always a chance to change This rotten Da Yong can smell the stench.

Although the Dayong royal family has produced a good bamboo shoot, Yunnan Qing doesn't think His Highness the Crown Prince can fulfill his ambition.

He has ambitions in the world and wants to change too much. He feels that the system of the entire dynasty is problematic, and it will definitely not be Dayong who has the opportunity to realize his ambition of changing the system, but the new regime.

Yunnan Qing's status is low, and he has seen too many sufferings of the people of Dayong. In fact, he is very tired of the court of this country, and even thinks that they are like old people who are dying, exuding the breath of death, waiting to collapse suddenly. Under the change of sunlight and time, it was slowly covered with flies and mosquitoes, exuding a disgusting smell of corruption.

But this kind of nausea will eventually disappear and be dispelled by nature, and finally nourish the whole land and give birth to new life.

To put it bluntly, Yunnan Qing felt that Dayong should conform to history, die out and be replaced by a new country.

Although this usually means a catastrophe and catastrophe, for the people living in this dynasty at the moment.

In particular, it is very likely that at this time, a large piece of meat will be eaten by a foreign country.

But even if it is forcibly extending the life of this country, it will inevitably bring disaster and torture to the people in this country, and the life of the bottom people is always not life.

But now he wants to achieve such a big thing, it is absolutely impossible, he can only plan slowly.

He is not a stubborn and old-fashioned person. He is willing to do things that can achieve his goals. That's why when he despised the imperial court's selection system, he still tried to find ways to make money for himself to be selected.

When he becomes a person who can influence the political situation and is in the vortex of the entire era, he will have the opportunity to find someone who can really change the country.

Thinking of this, I feel that this poem meeting is really boring.

Yunnan Qing's eyes showed such thoughts, but it was a pity that no one could see clearly, no one could understand.

It is always hard to find a confidant in the world.

Yunnan Qinggang was thinking, and there was a burst of piano sound from outside the wall. The person who plucked the strings was very skillful, and instantly attracted everyone in the room.

It's just that if they remember correctly, the house next door should be Young Master Wang's house.

It was impossible for Bai Yujing to be in charge of the four houses at the same time, and as the prime minister's son, even though he appeared to be a celebrity son, he was still somewhat arrogant and contemptuous in nature.

Naturally, it is impossible to communicate too much with those white scholars, even though he is looking for talents for the prince.

So he handed over the matter of these four houses to a few of his friends, and occasionally went to have a look.

The Zhuzhai was handed over to the eldest son of the Wang family. The father of the other party was the inspector of the household department and had two sons, both of whom were legitimate sons.

Although the two sons of Wang Xun of the Household Department have the same mother, the younger brother is not the same as the elder brother. The elder brother is a well-known and promising son who associates with Bai Yujing and others, but the younger brother is different because His mother's doting, coupled with knowing that he could not inherit his father's family business, gradually developed a look of a dandy.

Because he was often asked about his elder brother, and others would call him XX's younger brother when they met, so he seemed to be confronting his elder brother.

Knowing that his brother and the prime minister's son had established a bamboo studio, he also set up a bamboo studio next door to the bamboo studio.

It's just that other people are literati who compose poems and lyrics together, and he is here to tell various stories in miscellaneous books together.

Today I learned that my brother held another poetry meeting, so he called his friends next door and started the story meeting.

So the next door is obviously a group of idiots, no different from that Anle King, how could there be such a talented person?

Apparently, Mr. Wang had also thought about it, and his expression was inevitably a little ugly. He didn't think his younger brother could do anything good, so he was a little worried about the situation next door.

Seeing his appearance, someone suggested: "The next door is Young Master Wang's house, brother Wang seems to have some powerful friends."

What he said seemed to be quite good, but people heard some bad meanings from it.

"I see that Brother Wang seems to be a little worried about my younger brother. Why don't we go with Brother Wang and see what's going on?"

The first reaction of Mr. Wang was to refuse, but looking at the smiling eyes of the other party, he dismissed the decision. The other party seemed to be sure that the situation next door is not good now, and deliberately wanted to see the ugly.

Sure enough, that person had already got up first and headed towards the next door.

Mr. Wang could only keep up. The poetry meeting was about to end, but now it was interrupted. Someone went out first, and a group of people followed.

The next door is different from theirs. Their poetry club needs an invitation to enter, but the next door doesn't need it. Anyone who wants to enter can enter.

So they went in and no one stopped them.

Before reaching the yard, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

But the person who came did not stop and walked into the yard.

The leader stopped, as if shocked by something, and remained motionless. The people behind him were very curious by his reaction, so they bypassed him and went in, and then they did something.

one by one.

Yunnan Qing was the last to go in, and looked at their reaction and raised his eyebrows slightly. How bad is it that made this group of people react like this?

So he walked around the people who were already almost forming a wall.

After pushing through the clouds and mists to see the sun, he was no different from the person in front of him.

Because in the yard, there is a huge map of mountains and rivers, with brush and ink painting, full of elegance.

Let people see countless feelings and excitement in their hearts.

But the other party seems to think that this is not enough, there are countless balls of paper that have been crumpled next to it, and you can tell that the poem is superior just by looking at a few lines of poetry written in it. on top of this.

Where did this group of dudes find you guys!

The young man in white slowly opened his eyes, removed the guqin from his lap, and stood up.

"Short of talent and learning."

If he has little talent and learning, then everyone here is rubbish.

"Dare to ask this gentleman's name?" said the leader, Mr. Wang.

"It's called Xia Anzhi," said the young man in white.

"Students are holding a poetry meeting next door. I don't know if sir is interested in participating." Eldest Prince Wang An Nai couldn't help but feel excited in his heart. Such a talent is exactly what the prince needs.

But generally speaking, talents are always difficult to find, and I don't know if he is willing to go.

"I'm also slightly interested in the poetry meeting of the young masters in Yue'an City. I don't dare to participate, but I can see it."

Young Master Wang was anxious at this moment, he jumped out and said, "Brother, how can you rob someone from me! I finally invited this gentleman."

"I'll talk to you when I get back later." Mr. Wang's expression was not very good.

Young Master Wang seemed to be scared, he flinched and let them go.

As soon as the people left, a group of dandies became excited, because they accomplished a major event together, which was to play tricks on the geniuses next door.

Things have to go back to when Yi Mang just arrived here.

The carriage sent Yi Mang to the place where the poetry meeting was held.

But Yi Mang got out of the carriage, but it was a bit difficult.

Because there are two houses in front of him, and the names of the two houses are very similar.

Both are "Zhuzhai", but the fonts of the two "Bamboo" characters are different, and it can be seen that two masters did it.

No, it was not enough for him to create a true and false master in the last TV series, and now he has to give him a difficult problem!Why are there two bamboo houses!

So which one is the real Zhuzhai that holds the poetry meeting now?

Yi Mang was at a loss.

Suddenly he thought of something.

Logically speaking, since the owner of the bookstore said to let him come to exchange and study, if he wants to go in, no one will stop him. If he stops him, it means that he has gone to the wrong place.

Yi Mang felt that his guess made sense, so he went to one of the bamboo houses.

He was stopped on the spot, and the attendant at the door asked, "Do you have an invitation?"

Yi Mang shook his head and said, "Sorry, I seem to have gone wrong."

Then he turned and walked to the next door, no one stopped him this time.

Seeing the young man in white go into the next door, one of the attendants felt a little pity: "I think that young man is dressed plainly, but he also looks like a scholar. Why did he go to that little Wang's place?"

"That's right. The first time I saw that young master, I thought he was here to participate in this poetry meeting. I didn't expect that since I went to the next door, it was probably the luthier invited by Young Master Wang. The sound insulation between the two houses is not good. Well, if the luthier plays one or two pieces, we will be able to appreciate them too."

This added a layer of ability to play the piano to Yi Mang.

Yi Mang still doesn't know that he really went to the wrong place.

It's not his fault either.

This belonged to the brothers fighting against the fish in the pond.

Today I learned that my brother held another poetry meeting, so Young Master Wang also called his friends next door to start the story meeting.

The stories here today are about some strange stories.

Before Yi Mang went in, they happened to talk about it: "It's going to be dark, the wind is blowing, and suddenly a white dress..."

Young Master Wang felt a chill down his spine when he heard it, but with the mentality that he couldn't be cowardly, he just pretended that nothing happened, but his eyes couldn't help but he happened to see Yi Mang who came in holding the piano, and he opened his mouth in fright scream.

Yi Mang was also frightened by him, and was taken aback for a moment. He thought that his disguise would definitely attract other people's brains, and it would be easy to accomplish anything by then.

He never expected this to come in, and the first reaction of others noticing him was a scream of fear.

Is he taking it for granted?God just wanted to play a joke on him, if he wanted to use this brain power in a serious way, he just couldn't succeed.

Then when he doesn't want to use it, he can make up for everything?

Yi Mang was a little confused at the moment.

But we've made it this far, and we can't back down.

He stood there motionless, and the breeze blew, making it more in line with the story just told. A group of people were too frightened to speak, for fear that this guy who appeared suddenly was really not human.

"I heard that all of you here are talents from Yue'an City..." Yi Mang was interrupted just as he opened his mouth.

"That's true."

This group of people seems to have noticed that he is indeed a human being at this moment. Hearing him say that they are all wits in a nice voice with sincerity, they are inevitably a little excited and excited, and hastily agreed to the other party's words.

To be honest, Yi Mang was even more confused now, after all, generally speaking, talented people would not admit that they are talented like this.

The next words can be said to be a solid hammer. He went to the wrong place.

"Sir, who are you? You are also here to participate in our story book tasting conference?"

Young Master Wang's companion seemed to realize something, pulled him, and whispered to the other party: "Look at this, he must be a scholar, maybe he is a talented person, and he probably didn't want to come to us. It doesn’t look familiar, maybe it’s a gifted scholar who was recommended, it’s the first time to participate in a poetry meeting, so I went wrong.”

Yi Mang knows martial arts now, so he can hear it clearly.

The owner of the bookstore hurt him!Why don't you say you need an invitation!

It's over, and most likely it won't succeed.

This brain supplement system can't be messing with him. When I don't want to be brain supplemented, I keep being brain supplemented. I finally planned to do it myself, but all kinds of accidents happened instead.

It was rare for Yi Mang to pretend, and was ready to leave.

In the end, he was stopped by Young Master Wang and said: "Sir, don't leave, we don't need to be next door! If you want to write poetry, we can listen to it."

When Yi Mang thought about it, he still felt that he had to persevere. Even if he left and went to the next door, it would probably be difficult to get in. After all, he needed an invitation.

It's better to try these people, maybe the idiot is easier to make up for.

So he handed them the rice paper he bought.

A few people took it with blank faces, looking around, but couldn't see why.

Young Master Wang touched it and said: "This paper is average. The rice paper used by my eldest brother is better than this one. It seems that the prime minister's son gave it to him. The paper is still fragrant."

"Actually, there are words written on this paper, and you only need some means to see it." Yi Mang tried to induce.

Young Master Wang and the friends around him laughed.

"Sir, although we are idiots, we are not fools. Don't be so deceitful. Isn't this rice paper with nothing written on it?"

Yi Mang: ... I wish I didn't meet you in the last world.

"You can just lie to my brother, I'm not so easy to lie."

"Your brother?" Yi Mang felt that he had found the hope of success.

"My brother is the organizer of the poetry club next door. Their group of scholars are all stupid. Although our group of people are not good at reading, we have a lot of experience and are not so easy to be deceived." Wang Xiaogong said plausibly.

After speaking, he frowned, and looked at Yi Mang suspiciously: "Are you wearing this outfit to bluff people? Could it be that you are also an idiot!"

Have you ever said that to yourself and others?

But Yi Mang has seen it, okay, it seems that his essence has been seen.

The thing that was dreamed of in the last TV series, but in this life when I meet this group of idiots, it has come true, which is inexplicably ironic.

Young Master Wang's mind suddenly turned, and he said: "By the way, you may not be able to scare people with your body, let's try together, maybe we can really deceive my brother, and then I can laugh at him. ,Hahaha."

Yi Mang was attracted by his quick thinking, and asked in a low voice, "How to do it?"

Young Master Wang touched his head, and said to the friends around him: "Now is the time for us to fight back. Everyone pay some money, and let's play with the children of other people's families next door."

After a while, they pooled the money together.

"The emperor is going to celebrate his birthday recently. I commissioned it for a long time and found a map of mountains and rivers outside to send to my father. I will use it to create momentum for you later. I will find someone to buy more poems written by others later. Seeing that you are holding a qin, you probably know how to play the qin. If you play the qin in a while, the sound insulation here is not good, so you might be able to attract people from the next door." Young Master Wang made arrangements.

"If they don't come, I'll think of a way. I know my brother very well, and I will definitely be able to force him to come." Young Master Wang said.

Everything after that is a matter of course.

Sure enough, Yi Mang was invited over.

Wang Xiaogong's friend waited for them to leave, and asked, "He doesn't know anything, he will probably be exposed soon, and he won't be messed up by your brother by then."

"It's none of our business, as long as I play tricks on my brother, even if they haven't found out, I'm going to tell my brother. After a while, the poetry meeting will end, and I'll go over and laugh at him, hahaha." The young master Wang said, Innocence with cruelty.

Yi Mang didn't know at all, of course, he didn't care if he knew.

After entering the Zhuzhai, Yi Mang was invited to sit near the Qushui Liushang.

At this moment, Young Master Wang is going to use other things to test the opponent, whether it is a usable talent.

"Sir, do you have any poems for you to appreciate?"

Yi Mang didn't study literature either, so he would be a bit stage frightened, but when he didn't want to show it, his face and eyes wouldn't reveal any emotion.

It's just that Yunnan Qing glanced at him, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Mr. Wang probably couldn't guess that his younger brother dared to do deceitful things, but after Yunnan Qing was bluffed, he discovered the clue. When they turned to leave, he was also the last one to leave.

He could clearly see the writing on the ball of paper on the ground, it was someone he knew.

Don't look at this poetry meeting, which is obviously a gathering of talented scholars in the entire Yue'an City, but in fact, the talents and learning of this group of people can only be said to be average. Because it is a review system, most of this group of people have status, status or money people.

The real talented white students never came here at all.

However, these people's eyes are still on the top of their heads, so they can't see the people below, so naturally they don't know the poems and handwriting of those students.

But Yunnan Qing is different, he will get in touch with those students.

So he has vaguely noticed that something is wrong with Yi Mang.

Just watching a joke.

Yi Mang didn't know yet that he planned to let Mr. Yunqing think about himself and add some buffs to himself, but he was seen instead.

His essence is usually easily seen by two kinds of people, one is a single-minded person, they don't like to think too much, and they don't guess too much if they don't see is believing.One is people who are too smart. Although they like to think too much, they may find clues and discover the essence because they are too cautious.

So the best people to use are those who are smart but not extremely smart.

But it's not impossible to convince the second type of people that people are masters.

It’s just that you need to shock the other person from the very beginning, and let him feel that you are unpredictable at the first time. At this time, his brain will come true, and he will continue to think that you are unpredictable because of this benign feedback.

Or you need other people's help, if it is supplemented by the brain of an ordinary smart person, and after it comes true, it breaks his cognition, then I am afraid he will suspect that you are actually more pretending and unpredictable than him.

It's a pity that Yi Mang doesn't know these things.

But he doesn't need to know, at least his current appearance has bluffed everyone except Yun Qing.

"Since everyone is attracted by the sound of my piano, let me play it together to cheer you up." Yi Mang said calmly, no one could see his face under the white veil, and the only thing he could pay attention to was naturally his eyes.

When he's not pretending, his eyes reveal the real him.

Those eyes are as deep as a pool of water, stretching as far as the eye can see, and also like an abyss, inviting people to fall into it.

He couldn't write poems. Obviously, this group of people still didn't believe his status as a talented scholar. The only thing he could do right now was the ability to play the piano.

I am really grateful to the group of dudes and guards.

At this moment, he had to play a piano that could resonate with this group of students.

Yi Mang thinks he understands this type of people fairly well. They must be very confident in their talents and learning. At the same time, it is inevitable that they have no empathy for the people at the bottom and hope for a life at the top.

Yi Mang fiddled with the guqin casually, conveying such feelings and scenes.

Music has always conveyed emotions, and his piano skills are quite good, fully releasing the emotions he wants to express.

After listening to this piece of music, the people around him already had a little more trust in his status as a talented scholar.

Taking advantage of the victory, Yi Mang pursued and played another area of ​​high mountains and rivers.

Immediately, everyone around felt that they had been hinted by this genius, he was implying that they were all his confidants!

At this moment, everyone was not in a hurry to talk about poetry, but chatted for a while.

Yi Mang looked indifferent, but every time he spoke, it made people feel very comfortable.

Thinking about it carefully, in fact, he didn't say anything useful at all, basically echoing and complimenting.

Yunnan Qing couldn't help but looked at him a few more times, thinking that this person was somewhat similar to him, she clearly looked down on these people, and pretended to be in the same group as them.

Seeing that the poetry meeting was coming to an end, and Yi Mang didn't compose any poems, Yunan Qing suddenly said, "I think Mr. is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It's a pity that the poetry meeting is coming to an end, but I don't see a masterpiece from Mr. .”

These words woke up Mr. Wang, who now remembered what he was going to do.

"Why don't you ask Mr. to compose a poem at will?"

"Of course." Yi Mang said in a calm and unhurried manner.

It seems that he has a well-thought-out plan, and this matter is easy.

"I have met you all for a while, and you are all like my confidantes, so I will send you a poem."

The brush and ink are ready, and there is actually rice paper, but the quantity is not enough now, fortunately he brought it.

He sat and brushed and sprinkled ink, and people around him could only see what he wrote on the rice paper, but they didn't know what he wrote.

Yi Mang was actually writing nonsense.

It would be best if he was successfully brain-filled for a while, but if not, then he will show a deep meaning, which you can't understand.

Of course, in case of failure, he would run away.

After a while, sixteen "poems" were ready.

"You are all my confidants, so you must be able to understand my poems."

His indifferent and determined appearance made the students who were about to read the poems feel a little vain, because he seemed to write poems that were very learned, and might even be incomprehensible.

So almost everyone was secretly worried, thinking: I hope that no matter how good this gentleman's poems are, they must be able to understand them!

After that, the buckled rice paper was delivered to the students.

When they opened it, they all showed joy on their faces.

It's okay, it's okay, although the writing is really excellent, the kind that I can't write, but at least I can appreciate them.

So they started to appreciate each other, but when the respective rice papers were uncovered, they were all a little shocked, because none of the fifteen poems was bad, all of them were excellent poems, but this is just the master's in this extreme. Made it in a short time!

They thought they would never be able to do it, and this time they called Mr. with real affection.

To make such a good poem, they have to think about it for at least a few months, and they may not be able to write it.

Besides, what's even more amazing is that they looked around and found that the poem that the husband gave them happened to be the poem that hit them the most.

He really knows them all!

Yunnan Qing's poem has not been translated, and finally attracted the attention of others, Mr. Wang said: "Brother Nan Qing, why don't you take out the poem given by Mr.?"

Yunnan Qing looked apologetic, and opened the rice paper, only to see that the ink on it had faded away, and only a few words could be vaguely read.

He said: "Sorry, I didn't notice the wine was spilled on my hand."

"It's a pity. Mr.'s poems are very good. Brother Nan Qing still remembers them. You can extract them."

"I will extract it later for your appreciation."

Yi Mang heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that it was a success, someone figured out that the rice paper he gave was an excellent poem, and it was a poem that was in line with his own wishes as if he had been named a confidant.

It is not in vain that he has made so many preparations in the early stage, because Yi Mang carefully made many hints with words because he was spotted by the dudes next door.

This act was finally a success.

He doesn't need everyone's imagination, as long as one person's imagination becomes true, and the facts appear, generally no one will doubt the book.

Yunnan Qingze Pupil Earthquake.

Because on his piece of paper it was written: "There is nothing to be an official, and it is not difficult to hide everywhere. If the mediocre sage understands this, he will be safe in both life and life."

This is a Tibetan acrostic poem, the head of which is connected together is "all are mediocre".

Exactly as he wanted.

This person's talent is superior to his, and his insight into human nature is also superior to his. However, in such a short period of time, he has won the love of everyone present, and he has penetrated everyone, and even clearly saw his hidden secrets. reality.

At the end of the poetry meeting, Mr. Wang left an invitation card for Yi Mang, asking him to participate in tomorrow's poetry meeting.

After they left, Yi Mang was not in a hurry to leave, as expected, someone came to him after a while.

It is Yunnan Qing.

Yi Mang didn't know who Mr. Yunqing was at first, but when he destroyed the poem, he knew it was him.

Because the effect of the rice paper he gave was for others to see the best poems like his own, and Mr. Yunqing felt that "everyone present is rubbish", so the poems he gave probably revealed this kind of message.

So it is not surprising that he will destroy it.

Moreover, it is impossible to ignore such a smart person if he understands his heart, and he will definitely come to see him.

"Sir, did you wait for me on purpose?" Yunnan Qing asked.

"Young Master Yunqing." Yi Mang said, "I read your book."

Yunnan Qing understood that the other party probably understood him after reading the book, and specially wrote such a poem to tell him that being an official in this era will only end badly, and if he wants to protect himself, he can only be an official. A muddled official, but that goes against his ambition.

That poem was probably also a test for him.

"Someone has to stand out." Yunnan Qing said.

As soon as Yi Mang heard his words, he knew that this person should have started to make up his mind.

But what should he do with his words?

The other party seemed to look down on those so-called talented people. After all, they were selected by the procuratorate system. There was probably no way for talented people with real materials to enter it. He was somewhat indignant, so he wrote those books.

Come along.

"You want to change the current situation."

The status quo of the prosecution system, right?

Yunnan Qing's face changed slightly, it seems that the other party really saw that he wanted to change the status quo of Dayong, and intended to extend Dayong's life.

"Change is not a complete change, and it can only be done slowly, otherwise it will inevitably lead to casualties. But after breaking through, future generations will only praise my achievements."

Indeed, changing to the imperial examination system will definitely shake the interests of those aristocratic families. Naturally, it needs to be done slowly, but even so, it may be difficult to have a good end, such as Shang Yang.However, after the change, poor families have the opportunity to cross classes, and they can indeed be famous in history.Yi Mang expressed his understanding.

"I have something to help you." Yi Mang said.

"What, why are you helping me?" Yunnan Qing didn't understand.

"It can be regarded as helping yourself. Don't you hope that there will be fewer casualties? I also hope that everyone can live. This thing can be your achievement. You can give it to the prince. If you want to change the way in the future, it will probably be easier."

Yunnan Qing was silent, but she was also shocked. The other party really knew that he wanted to reform, but the other party didn't seem to know that he was not very optimistic about the prince.

The prince has received so many years of class education, he is unlikely to give him too much right to reform, and he can only complete a small part of his ideas.

Yi Mang handed over the rice paper, and said, "Here is a special medicine that can heal the wound quickly, and a medicine that can quickly reduce the fever and strengthen the body of a person who has a fever after injury, and a prescription to stop bleeding quickly. These merits are enough, right? .”

In fact, it is more than that. After all, this is ancient times. These prescriptions are very useful in war, and can reduce the casualties of soldiers.

If this thing is really dedicated to the prince, the possibility of the prince's success will be even higher. At the same time, if someone launches a mutiny or Beixiao sends troops, it can become something that reverses the war.

"Give it all to me?" Yunnan Qing was stunned.

"If you leave it to the prince, what you want will naturally be fulfilled, and he will be a wise king."

The crown prince is the hero, and he will be a wise king in the future. He has received credit for it, and he will definitely listen to Yun Qing's suggestion and consider the imperial examination system in the future.

Yi Mang didn't expect that Yunnan Qing's structure would be so big that it would change far more than just the imperial examinations. If he wanted to do it, no matter how great his achievements were, it would be difficult to implement them all.

Yunnan Qing opened the rice paper and saw countless medicinal herb names, and the three prescriptions were clearly written.

Yi Mang took this opportunity to approach, and forcibly memorized three prescriptions, and he made such a big one just to save a woodcutter.

No one knows how many accidents this thing will cause in the future, but it can be expected, it is immeasurable.

"I want to change this era where human life is not life. I hope that in the future, I will no longer see the noble son kill someone with a horse, but the sufferer is forced to death instead. I hope that everyone can be as equal and fair as possible, and that everyone can have the opportunity to study." Right, I hope there will never be an emperor who is stupid and leads to the collapse of the entire country.”

For some reason, Yunnan Qing couldn't suppress her inner thoughts, so she suddenly said.

Yi Mang froze for a moment, this person really thought a lot, not only about the imperial examination system, but also about other things.

"Governing the country by law, compulsory education, and constitutional monarchy?" Yi Mang thought that the other party was probably talking about these three systems.

It's too far ahead and certainly impossible to accomplish.

Moreover, the prince is the hero, he must be the emperor, and it is impossible to establish a constitutional monarchy or something.

It's rare to see someone with advanced consciousness, so Yi Mang inevitably wants to say a few more words.Because this kind of person is generally very painful, no one understands and cannot change the status quo.

"It's really difficult, but as long as you persevere, maybe it can be realized." Yi Mang comforted.

Yunnan Qing's eyes lit up, Mr. Anzhi really understood his thoughts, and felt that as long as he persisted, he could achieve it, and he was really his confidant.

In other words, Mr. Anzhi is actually the person he was waiting for!

Yi Mang left quickly after speaking.

Yunnan Qing held the rice paper in his hand, still thinking.

Since Mr. Anzhi also has similar thoughts, he must know that the prince is unreliable, so why would he ask him to give this thing to the prince?

Could it be that Mr. An Zhi was hinting at him, or testing him!

Mr. Anzhi appeared suddenly, maybe his identity is not simple, if you find Mr. Anzhi, Mr. Anzhi will affirm him and accept him as a subordinate!

Does that mean that the prince wants him to work under the prince's banner?

The more Yunnan Qing thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

And the relationship between Mr. Anzhi and the prince must not be simple.

The prince is now the brightest chess piece of Dayong, an existence that can influence the direction of the whole Dayong.

Although Yunnan Qing felt that the prince could not fulfill his ambition, he also thought that if he could not find anyone, he could only rely on the prince, and he could change his mind a little.

Now that Mr. An Zhi left such a hint, he must do it!

Yunnan Qing made up his mind.

He flipped through the rice paper and was about to leave, but found a piece of paper, and an idea popped into his mind.

Mr. An Zhi knew him so well, so could the mezzanine left behind be a method of reform?

He removed the above prescription, and saw the following three specific measures and practices of "ruling the country by law, compulsory education, and constitutional monarchy".

Yunnan Qing is sure after reading it, Mr. Anzhi can definitely do it